sick

my mom has a special way of making me do stuffs willingly.

for myself.

mother: ling, go eat medicine.

me: wait ah. i saving something

-10 mins later-

mother: done? go eat the medicine, it's on the table.

me: wait first. *grin*

mother: no, NOW.

me: *look at her with pleading eyes*

mother: okay. tonight im coming to sleep with you.

me: har? okok. where's the medicine? * looks at her sheepishly*

mother : *laugh*

HAHA. (: